He's My Kryptonite

27. Ashley Monáe Brown?

• Camille

"Giovanni! Where did you put the coconut oil?"

"Under the sink!" He yelled from the other side of the house.

"I don't see it!"

"Under my bathroom sink!"

"Oh. Okay I got it, thank you!"

I smiled and rested my hand on my stomach, I was huge. Starting last week, I've reached 7 months. Time flys when you have a little devil kicking you in the stomach every night. I seriously can't want till my little boy comes out. Once the doctor revealed it was a boy I was scared shitless, just thinking about my dream. Then again I will give my baby up for adoption before I let Candice raise him. Speaking of Candice, her wedding was supposed to be this weekend. But Chris was smart enough to push the wedding back until after the baby is due.

"Alright, beautiful. I'm off to work." Giovanni spoke kissing my cheek. I frowned.

"But babe, my feet." I whined. They were starting to swell and I know anytime I would complain about them, Giovanni would always massage them with his soft hands.

"I'm sorry, love. I promised when I get off I'll massage your feet, neck and shoulders." He assured.

"My butt too?" I grinned, he snickered and nodded before pecking my lips one last time then leaving.

When it comes to Giovanni, I told him everything. To my surprise he was actually okay with Chris being the father. After I told him how fucked up our situation was right now, he agreed to stay with me so I wouldn't be alone. Saying that two people made the baby and two people should raise the baby. I will always respect him for that. As for Chris, he came by once to check and see how me and the baby were settling in. He wasn't too happy when he notice Giovanni has came and moved in with me, but honestly it has nothing to do with him. He wants to be with Candice, then I can be with Giovanni.

"Okay, baby. I hear you," I spoke as he played soccer in my stomach.

I stood up and went into the kitchen to order pizza. Which I had to hurry and eat fast, because Giovanni has been forcing me to eat healthy for the baby. Since then I've been trying to eat like a pig. My little man just going to have to come out a big man.

• Chris

"Chris!" I jumped up from the couch once Candice kicked my leg.

"Huh?"

"Take me to the hospital, baby. I think I am in labor."

I jumped up. "What? H-how did you know? Did your water break? Are you having contractions or something? Shit, where is your packed bag at?"

"Chris I have it! Now stop asking me so many questions and let's go."

"Right." I mumbled, running out to the garage to my Range. Opening the door for Candice who slowly waddled her way to me.

"Chris, don't you think you need to put a shirt on?"

"Right." I said running back inside and grabbing the t-shirt that was on the couch.

I ran back to the car and quickly drove out the drive way and to the hospital. On the way there I texted our doctor letting her know we were on the way. Once I arrived to the hospital, I ran inside calling all the nurses to come get Candice. Since I wasn't going to touch her so she can curse me out again.

"Ms. Rose we need you to remain calm and breathe," They spoke to her as they placed her in the wheel chair.

"Chris!" She reached out for my hand. "Why did you push back the wedding? I wanted to have this baby married." She cried out.